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PAGE TWO GOLDSBORO HI N EWS June 9, 1938 Goldsboro HI News Published eiglif times a year by the Journalism Students, Goldsboro, X. C., High School Volume XI INTERNATIONAL Numher 8 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief ....Helen Moye, 38 Aiisistant Editor ^ancy Pipkin, 38 Mandffiriff Editor ...Harry Hollingswortli, 38 Staff Writers Mary Louise Schweikert, ’38; Bobbie Ann Sanborn, 38; Jean Edgerton, ’38; Harriet Kocll, ’38; Ross Ward, ’38. _ Staff Ti/pint Marjorie \^estray. Adviser Ma Gordner BUSINESS STxYFP liuniness Manager Edward Luke, ’38 Adi'ertising Mnnuyer^ Evelyn Uillon, ’39; Grace Hollingsworth, ’39 Ad So'iritorx James Heyward, ’38; Harriet Noell, ’38; Jean Edgerton, ’38; Clell Riggs, ’38; Nancy ' Pipkin, ’38; Marjorie Westray, ’38; Elizabeth Griflin, ’38; Ridley Whitaker, ’38. Circulation Manager Carolyn Langston, 39 Adviaer Burt Johnson 1937-?8) Subscription, 50 Cents a Year. Advertising rates: 35 cents per column inch for a single-issue ad; special rates on ad contracts. Entered as second-class matter October 26, 1931, at the postofflce at Goldsboro, North Carolina, under the act of March 3, 1879. Senior Class Symbols: Class Colors: Purple arid White Class Flower: Class Motto: “We reach our destiny.’' Larhspur Class Song Tune : “Our Director” Dear old Senior classmates, Of Goldsboro High, That we must reach our destiny Will always be our cry. Hand in hand we’ll work together From early morn ’till late; We’ll always love our hi^i school jclass of ’38. Whitaker Broadcasts *38 Class Reunion Here we are, my friends', Avith ye old news commentator, Eidley Whitaker, or Ted Husing, II, bring ing to you through the services of radio the reunion of the class of 1938, which has aroused interna tional interest. Ten years have made a lot of diiference Avith the old grads, and as we unite here on these old cliffs o’er the ISTeuse, I expect Ave Avill find some different personalities in those “former” out standing seniors. In all fields and paths of life the members haA^e made enviable records, and today I am going to let you learn something about my old class, although I doubt that some of the names Avill be very familiar to you all. . . . Drs. Long and Manly Ahhhhh! My friends, do I hear a plane in the distance? Yes, and here comes Joe Pearson, drifting lazily along under his parachute and if I’m not mistaken, Claiborne Pate, his co-pilot Avill land in the river, and from the Avay he has started, he’s going to crash through the headlines — Ohhhhh! Whatta Avreck! I see John ShaAv and Willis Casey, internationally known swim mers and coaches going fo his rescue. Oh, my! Is there a doctor in the croAvd ? Ahhhh, yes ! Hazlett Long and “Doc” Jim Manly are right there Avith their corps of nurses, all grads of GHS, and I see Laura Helms, Annette Rackley, Rachel Jobson, Nina Medford and there’s the foremost local embalmer, Kathryn Seymour, standing anxious ly and hopefully on the banks of the riA^er. But, alas! J^o luck. I see “Clabber” climbing out of the wreckage unscathed, and who should craAvl out Avith him but Doris Peele, the beauty parlor magnate. They say that between her shops in Miami and I^^eAV York, she keeps Pan- American Airways busy. Oh, my! It’s nice that^tragedy Avas avoided on 5UcK a EdAvard’s Hotel business coming along? Fine? That’s good and I belicA’e that’s William Kalmar get ting ready to paint a portrait of Doris Startt, isn’t it? They say both are just crazy about their Avork. Ho, hum! What’s that noise? Oh, I see, it’s Eddie Mansour, of Mansour, Inc., but why all the fuss? Gracious, no wonder! Harry Hollingsworth and Ted Burwell are interviewing him for information on “Big Busi ness” deals. They say that Ted and Harry have caused more people to go crazy than any reporter and pho tographer in the Avorld. Harry’s stuttering and Ted’s 70-Avord-a- second method are just too much. Ohhhh—I knew it — it’s Jack Wharton, businessman, still trying to replace ISTelson Eddy, but to no avail. Why are all those women in a cluster ? Oh, I see! It’s Admiral Ross Ward, youngest unmarried ad- miial in the navy. There’s Frank Wynn too, another navy man. Every one is gathered around in ^small groups talking with first one, then another. Just one big, happy family. And speaking of families, here comes the former Louise Sineath—“Sineath” has become a famous dancer in her spare time aAvay from the children. There’s Frank Farfour, OAvnei; and operator of Farfour Co. His secre taries Avith him include the former Grace Jones, and Frances Satter field. There are many teachers here today too—I see the former Misses JSTorene Johnson and Margaret Pea cock. My, oh, my! xVs usual there are houscAvives attending every occasion and this happy day is no exception for there are the former Misses Edith Daughtry, Olivia Cox, Ethel Herring, Helen Moore, Nancy Barden, Blanche Stroud, Hazel Etheridge, Ercell Adams, Dorothy Horton, and Emma Cole. Yes, yes, married life is lovely. There’s old ■Sinith, bo(^k^eep_e^* v~ j-vir, ^ .. •'ji’Inong his ^1 Pate, Marjorie , ^^.^..Doper, Louise Har- and last but not least, the ^ only, Wliesie, Mary Louise, ‘ikert to be exact, but she’s Fubly a Mrs.” now. Heyward tpld me that all he wanted ^ life Avas happiness. I believe e s ha])py^ for with all those Avom- 3n, I know I would be. But look! Who are those serious, silent men ^yer there—I believe they are the |ieat scientists I’ve heard so much [bout. Ye]), it’s George Ham, iward Luke, and last but not least a long shot, Dick Holt, famed of science and sportsman. With [n I see other notable and skillful of science—Jimmy Weathers, incidentally, just married a blond last month—William . John Hicks, Elbert Ward, lan who wrote “My Years in and W^illiam Berry Thomp- nian who is fast suc- it—^ycs, yes. Berry is Word kept of all the ‘ience is received by o tliem in selling ads practice the things ® ^ , sentence structure 'vvi; wish to say that: As long as the fd its own way through advertising nation from any organization for its first Senior pa]>er Avas published, t le Senior cuts, and all OA^er six six pages. ^ of the staff Avish to say that, in ived more experience in interpreting |an in any other activity. low to the 0])ponents of the paper -itv of giving the j)aj)er a or pardon me, lax the see it s tne great and foremost haAeling novelist, the former Miss liobbie Anne Sanborn. Talking with her is her old cronie, Scottie ameron, or that may be the former, for I understand that she has been a lovely bride for four men thus far—also among the group is Miss Jeaii Edgerton, girl’s adviser in GHS now, and she surely ought to be able to give advice, and the former Harriet Noel, a Physical Education Director at Messrs. Thomas Snypes, Dick-Daughtry, and Speed Hollowell’s school of Physical Culture. What a life! Wharton Still Singing Why, hello, Joe! How’s the ^enchwarmers—Thompson and Watson Let s see ,yes, liere are some engineers—Jack Hunt, an architect, I believe, and Dick Whitfield another engineering success—Moses Roun tree, famed chemical engineer, and William Hardison, radio engineer— All these boy’s have succeeded, but speaking of success, look avIio’s here —Its Sam Watson and Hardy Lee Ihoinpson, bench-warmers for the New York Giants—Uh! I Yankees. There’s Floyd Huffman, business man and husband—June Ilaidison, actor, and Mr. James Crone, the foremost character in terpreter and his close coniuanion, the former Miss Frances CoAvard, torch singer and dancer—Well, look who’s here—If it isn’t Bob Dawson of Pate-Dawson Company, and wdio should this be but my old friend Elizabeth Glisson, big-business lady with some of her numerous secre- taiies, among whom I recognize Carter Glascox, Jean Brown, Ruth She])ard, and Edith Huffman. All these young ladies are married, but as to who their husbands are, I couldn’t tell. We have quite a group of “travel ers,” “traveling saleswomen,” and so forth here today—Among them I Sc “fo^'jner” Misses Lucielle Whx., - -"'^'■rie Westray, Bettie Gray -.»iovelist, Elizabeth Smith, C. .-rine Buie, Mildred Cartwright, and last but not at all slow in pace, the former Nancy “Poo” “Poo” Pi])kin, the foremost traveling journalist, that is, along with her close and evenly as talented associate, Helen Moye—Yes! Yes! These cliffs are as beautiful as ever! I remember when I was just sixteen, how I used to—Avell, hello Elbert Allen, how are you and the A. T. Griffin Manufacturing Co?—Fine? I hat’s A^ery nice and I see you brought along all your beautiful '^private” secretaries—I see Reba Grady, Geneva Holloman, Franeesl Toler, Elizabeth Griffin, and Eliza- -' beth Gwaltney. Whatta man ! Hmmmmmmrn! Who are those business-like ladies — Couldn’t be Ruby Whitley and Mildred liayner, could it? Yep, it surely is, and from their looks I’d say they’ve suc ceeded in the business world—You know I’ve been told that there is a beautiful model here and if I’m not mistaken, here she comes—beau ticians and all—it’s the former Vir ginia Summerlin and I believe her personal beauticians include Grace UnderAvood, and Mabel Grady— Whatta Avoman—What a lucky man! Orchestra Leader Crocker There’s Ben Carr, auto salesman, and James Crocker, chief saxophone player in his famous orchestra— My goodness! Here are my old friends Oscar Williams and Lassiter Bell, both home town boj'^s who made good in their home-town—They operate paint and furniture stores respectiA^ely—With them is Earl Padgett, their bookkeeper. Hello, Ben, how’s the boy, and t the “kids”-—I hear you’ve just got back from the World’s Fair, again— But here comes the one and only postmaster of the class—James Den ning, and Avith him are some of his married secretaries — Poor James! —I see the “formers'’ Ethel Her ring, Lillie Mae Jones, and Helen Hood—Nice go’ng, James—Thank you, Rachel—Rachel is my secre tary, and up until about a year ago she Avas Rachel Edgerton, but now she’s just Rachel—-My other secre taries are Annie Ruth Edgerton, Eunice Collins, Virginia Glascox, Hazel Ham, and Ruby Ball—There were numerous girls in the old class who had as their highest ambition the desire to be beauty parlor operators, and from the looks of - » “hen-party” over there, most .‘jUCCPodnf]^—T . Af l^cans, Evelyn O’Brien, and 'witl, T“t"“ intei-ior ... „ ^ J believe that I see ilic^ > former Misses Sarah Cox, Lois McCormick, Bertha Staton, and Anni Sta])s. Yonder is Angeline Casey, too, who I understand, de signed a lovely little cottage for my fnend Hugh Westray, fashion de- sipier for men. Witli her is Doris Wellons, who just had her ambition lilled Avhen a beautiful home in the mountains was completed a foAV weeks ago, just for her, and the one aiif! only— oil my! Who can that person ^ Clell Riggs fashion designer for women; here comes another group of “hens” I believe that’s Lyda Blalock, dietitian for the hospital of the former Tilley Horton, and Bettie Carre re—Ella iliem decorators- Jernigan and Annabelle Moore, nurses in their hosi)ital, are Avith them. Housewives Aplenty But who should this be but my old friend Anne Holmes, famous dancing teacher—also Mildred Lee Sickens, the favorites of the Broadway dancing choruses at he present time, and Ruby Morse, beauty cultunst—Let’s see—Who can tliose ladies be coming over here ? -Well, my goodness-Ifs Jane Smith and Carolyn Stenhouse—As you all know, Jane is the conductor ot tJie Westminster Choir, and >ai 0 yn I understand, has become the perfect ^^housewife.” But talk about the devil and he’ll surely ap pear Jrlere are some more hoiise- wives-Lydia O’Briant and Mar garet Howell, who recently married a multimillionaire, her life’s ambi- tion and Lorena Wellons, another J)ctite and sw^eet housewife—Yes —most of the grads seem to have secured themselves a mate—Do I hear a crow? Nope, it’s just James larris, musical enthusiast and business man; and here’s Bruce Her- Marvin Rollins, Robert Thig- (I lease turn to page nine)